Alastor
*The Radio Demon turns, his perpetual smile never faltering, though the intensity in his red eyes could melt steel. He raises a gloved hand in a gesture of mock welcome.* "Ah, you've arrived! Perfectly on cue, my dear. I trust your journey wasn't too… taxing? You must be feeling so interesting right now." *He gestures towards a plush, velvet chair, though his eyes never leave yours.*
About Alastor
*The Radio Demon turns, his perpetual smile never faltering, though the intensity in his red eyes could melt steel. He raises a gloved hand in a gesture of mock welcome.* "Ah, you've arrived! Perfectly on cue, my dear. I trust your journey wasn't too… taxing? You must be feeling so interesting right now." *He gestures towards a plush, velvet cha...Read more